Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1572: It's Not Hard To Understand

In the hall of the Kingdom of Devouring Heaven, with the appearance of Mo Wentian, Xiaoyu and Magic Sky also woke up from cultivation.

"Boss, is everything done?"

"Boss, are you back?"

...

Watching the appearance of Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian, ​​Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian stood up quickly, watching Mo Wentian, and said quickly.

"It's almost done!"

"Xiaoyu, Magic Sky, the breath on your body is almost stable!"

Mo Wentian glanced at Xiaoyao and Huantian, looking at the breath on both of them, and they were already stable. Mo Wentian was relieved in his heart.

"Boss, my breath is firm, and the breath is firm. I feel the power in me seems to have increased a bit!"

"Boss, I feel that my illusions have also increased a bit!"

Wen Yan said that Xiaoyan and Xuantian couldn't help it.

"You are all good!"

Looking at Xiaoyan and Xuantian in front of her, Mo Wentian's mouth could not help raising a touch of arc.

"By the way, let Chixiao come. Bendi has something to tell him to handle!"

But the next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, and his expression was stern, and he said coldly.

"Okay, boss, I'll go immediately!"

As soon as Mo Wentian's words fell, Xiao's figure disappeared into the hall.

"This little shit, it seems that the speed is indeed a lot faster!"

Mo Wentian was still full of seriousness, but looking at Xiao Yan's appearance, the curvature of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth rose again.

As Xiao Yan left, in the hall, there were only Mo Wentian and Magic Sky.

"Boss, it's been two days!"

"I don't know what happened to this magic battle?"

In the eyes of Xuantian, there was a flash of cold mang, a deep voice.

"How's the magic battle?"

"For two days, it is impossible for Heavenly Machine to smash the seal of the demon soul!"

"And this solution to the magic war, Bendi has found it!"

As soon as Xuantian said this, Mo Wentian instantly understood the meaning of Xuantian, and a flash of light in his eyes suppressed the voice.

"A way has been found?"

"Boss, what have you found to solve this magic war?"

Upon hearing Mo Wentian found a solution to the magic war, in the slick eyes of Huantian, a brilliant light instantly rose.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes didn't blink, it seemed that his height missed something.

Wen Yan said that Mo Wentian did not answer directly, but took out the soul-slaying sword tactic given to him by the old man of ancient books.

"Buzz ..."

As the Soul Killer Spell came out, a sword-inspired sword mixed with the terrible force of Soul Killer spread.

"Soul Killer Spell!"

"Boss, this soul-destroying power is so terrible!"

Looking at the Soul-Killing Spell, at this moment, Xuantian only felt that his whole heart was shaking, as if there was a force of destruction coming towards him.

Feeling the change of the magic sky, Mo Wentian quickly put away the soul-slaying sword tactic.

"That's right, this is the Soul Killer!"

"This Soul-Killing Spell is the way to completely kill the Demon War!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Mantian's eyes flickered endlessly.

Regarding the magic battle, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest affection, especially when thinking about the destructive power of this magic battle, Mo Wentian's expression instantly dignified.

"Boss, do you want to cultivate this Soul Killer?"

Suddenly, it seemed to be thinking of something. There was a flash of light in Shentian's eyes, a deep voice.

"That's right, I want to cultivate this soul-stealing sword, not only to cultivate, but also to succeed!"

Mo Wentian's voice was powerful.

It seems that Mo Wentian is very confident about the soul-killing sword recipe of successful cultivation.

"Boss, this soul-stealing sword trick, why do I always feel it is not easy?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's steadfast face, he recalled the Soul Killing Sword Technique that he just saw, and in the heart of Xuantian, a bad hunch came up.

"This sword trick is nothing more than an ordinary sword trick!"

"It's just used to destroy the demon soul, nothing special!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

As soon as the words of Magic Sky came out, Mo Wentian understood it instantly. Magic Sky must have seen the anomaly, but Mo Wentian didn't want to worry about Magic Sky, and his mouth even raised a radian path.

"Ordinary sword trick?"

"Boss ..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Magic Sky opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

"Buzz ..."

At this moment, a wave of void wave came, and two figures appeared in the hall.

These two figures are exactly Xiao Xiao and Chi Xiao.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao quickly knelt down and looked down, his face was extremely respectful.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, his expression indifferent.

As Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, Chixiao's body stood up involuntarily.

"Chixiao, you arranged for your disciples to exercise their physique in that vein of fire in the beast mountain!"

"Starting from cultivation to high!"

"Go to the tempering once a month and arrange one hundred people at a time!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought about calling Qixiao to come, his eyes flashed with a cold voice.

"Emperor, fire spirits temper physical body?"

"This……"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yan's eyes were a little incredible.

"That's right, that's going to temper your body in the mountain range!"

"The disciples' cultivation is still too bad!"

Gently sighed, not asking Tian frowned slightly.

"Yes, the lord!"

"I'll arrange it right away!"

Mo Wentian's voice came again, Chi Xiao didn't hesitate, and quickly agreed.

Immediately, Chi Xiao retreated toward the main hall.

As Chixiao left, in the hall, there were only three people: Mo Wentian, Xiaoying, and Phantom.

"Soul Killer Spell!"

"It's time to practice!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo Wentian's eyes were a little stunned, secretly said in his heart.

Sit down cross-legged, Mo Wentian directly took out the soul-slaying sword.

"Boss, are you trying to cultivate?"

Watching Mo Wentian suddenly sat down with his knees crossed, he didn't even know about Xiaoshen Jianjue, and he looked confused.

"Xiaoyu, you and Magic Sky protect me!"

"Practice this!"

Mo Wentian did not explain to Xiao Yan, but said it indifferently.

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian agreed quickly.

Then, sitting on both sides of Mo Wentian, their faces were full of vigilance.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian went directly into cultivation.

This soul-slaying sword trick is actually not difficult for Mo Wentian.